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May 27, 1969

The group Mashina Vremeni was founded. Co-founders Andrey Makarevich and Sergey Kavagoe, 15, performed for the first time at a school dance with their band under a new name: The Kids became Time Machines—in English and plural. They wanted to better resemble their idols, The Beatles and The Rolling Stones.

Even if the old jeans are worn out to holes long ago,
Let the broken bass wheeze.
Do not bend under a changing world,
Better he bend under us

At first, they performed covers of Western hits. Makarevich was against covering the Beatles, lest he look inferior. Time Machines became Mashina Vremeni in 1973. At the same time, Melodiya Records released a vinyl record by the Zodiac trio, crediting Mashina Vremeni for its instrumental accompaniment on the cover. "Legalization" greatly helped the band's promotion.

Let's pause our words
Speaking and falling silent again
So that it is better given in the heads
The meaning of the above word

All-Union fame arrived in the 80s, following their triumph at the "Spring Rhythms" festival in Tbilisi. Mashina Vremeni's wild popularity in the Soviet Union was compared to Beatlemania in the West.

We don't cry in icy water And we hardly burn in fire We are hunters of fortune A bird of ultramarine color

Under Andropov, attempts were made to harass the group. In 1982, Komsomolskaya Pravda published an article, "Blue Bird Stew," criticizing thousands of viewers for "dangerous injections of dubious ideas." Bags of letters began arriving at the newspaper's editorial office, along the lines of "Hands off the Time Machine." There were no consequences.

Dolls are pulled by strings
They have smiles on their faces
And the clown plays the trumpet.
And in the process of introducing
It creates an impression
That dolls dance on their own

Half a century later, the songs of the group and its leader are still relevant.

When you are born, you don’t choose your country,
And we will never be able to break this thread.
My country went to war,
And I couldn't stop her.
To whom power and pleasure belong,
For some, poverty and prison,
But I am not able to overcome this pain.
My country has gone crazy,
And I can't help anything